Chapter 1199 Cut off All Means Of Retreat
Sheryl took the kids to their bedroom to give them a bath. It was a rare incident that Sheryl was there
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with rk and Shirley at their bedtime. Needless to say, the kids were exhrated and more yful
than usual. A mild smile appeared on Sheryl''s face when she heard her kids giggle as they got into the
bath. The sshing sound of the water, the sparkling eyes, and their heartyughter filled the space
with so much of positive vibes that for a moment it appeared to Sheryl that everything was perfect. She
felt as if she was in a happy bubble far away from all the stress and heartbreaking reality. But deep
inside she knew that her world was falling apart and she did not know how to save it.
After the kids took a bath, Sheryl led them to the bed. When Sheryl was about to coax the two kids into
sleeping, Melissa appeared in front of the door and stood there staring the three of them inside the
room. Her lips curved into a crooked smile. Then her face became grim as she fixed her gaze on
Sheryl.
Her face became stern as she thought of Sheryl''s neglecting her downstairs. She could not take the
insult without retaliating. So she followed them upstairs and waited outside the door waiting for Sheryl
toe out.
"Would you like to join us, Grandma?" rk said in an excited voice as he was the first one to spot
Melissa standing silently at the door.
Sheryl got startled to hear the word "Grandma" and looked back to see Melissa standing there. There
was a mild awkward smile on Melissa''s face for she had been exposed unexpectedly.
Now that she had been discovered, she stepped inside the room. Putting on a stern look, she cleared
her throat and said to the kids, "It''ste. You should go to bed early. Both of you have to go to school
tomorrow."
Upon hearing this, the two children closed their eyes obediently. When they drifted off to sleep, Melissa
broke the silence. "Don''t you think that we should have a talk?" she asked in an arrogant manner.
"What do you want to talk?" Sheryl asked with a puzzled look.
"Why are you asking me? Don''t you think you owe me an exnation for your recent behaviors?"
Melissa grilled with a bossy air. "But more than that there is one thing that I am curious to know. Will
you still refuse to move out of Dream Garden when you and Charles get a divorce?"
"I see. Turns out that you still haven''t given up that stupid thought," Sheryl snorted, sneering at Melissa.
''I was too naive. I thought that she was concerned about me and she hade tofort me. How
ridiculous I was!'' she mocked herself in her head.
"Ha! Now that something has happened between the two of you, you are bound to slit up," Melissa
remarked casually, rolling her eyes upward. Sheryl was amazed to see the contentment on Melissa''s
face.
"What do you mean?" Sheryl asked her with a frown.
"Nothing." Melissa shrugged in an indifferent manner.
"Did Charles say something to you? Or did you hear some rumors?" Sheryl guessed that Charles had
confessed about his affair with Rachel to Melissa. And Melissa was pleased to know that Rachel would
be her daughter-inw.
Melissa remained silent and did not bother to reply to Sheryl''s questions. In fact, she enjoyed the
troubled look on Sheryl''s face.
She wanted to mislead Sheryl to suspect Charles.
She wanted to make Sheryl and Charles misunderstand each other. Her aim was to make the couple
turn against each other and end up with a divorce.
Looking at a distracted Sheryl, Melissa drew out a satisfied smile, turned around and headed
downstairs unhurriedly.
Knowing that Melissa wouldn''t give her any answers, Sheryl stood still with a brooding face. She
mulled over the whole situation and analyzed all the recent events.
After she connected all the dots, she had figured out an answer.
However, that was not the reply she wanted.
Charles hadn''te home yet. In the past, he would have given her a call no matter what happened.
However, he hadn''t even texted her, leave aside giving her a call.
''Is he so infatuated with Rachel that he even doesn''t bother to give me a call?''
She felt a sting in her heart the moment the thought of Rachel and Charles being together came to her
mind. She shut her eyes tightly and shook her head. She didn''t dare to think further.
She was afraid of getting an answer that would make her copse.
Three days had passed.
Today Nick was going to be discharged from the hospital.
ording to his doctor, he was supposed to stay in the hospital under observation for over half a
month and could only be released if all his test reports were found to be normal.
However, Nick had made up his mind and the physician couldn''t convince him to stay in the hospital
any longer. Even I and Sheryl tried to make him see reason, but ultimately had to give in to his
strong will.
"Okay, now that you have already made up your mind to leave the hospital, I will not stop you," I
agreed reluctantly. Though I did not approve of this decision, she had no way to stop it. She was
aware that her insistence would make no difference. After all, Nick was the patient. Now that he had
already decided to be discharged, the hospital had to respect his decision than hers.
Besides, Nick was recovering quickly. Even though he was weak, he would get better with proper rest
and nutritious food.
"I understand your concern I. I know that you want me to be good. But I have lots of things to do. I
can''t waste time lying here," Nick said, fixing his eyes on I. He knew that I opposed his leaving
the hospital because she was concerned about his health condition.
Nick was recovering from life-threatening heart disease. However, that could not pull him back from
pursuing his dream. He needed to finish the program that he had worked on for such a long time
instead of lying here in the hospital bed. It was his dream and he just wanted to start working on it all
over again.
Hearing his words, I looked more disgruntled than before. "Till the time you didn''t say that I was okay
with you being discharged from the hospital. But now I can''t let you go. Don''t forget that you are still a
patient. You can''t push yourself too hard," I lectured with knitted brows. She had decided to respect
Nick''s decision. But his statement made her worried.
"Don''t worry, I. I will take good care of myself. If you don''t believe me, you cane over to Lansh
Technology and keep an eye on me," Nick told I with a reassuring smile. Nick was thankful to both
I and Sheryl. Had it not been for them, he had no one to be on his side during this time of distress.
I and Sheryl took turns attending to him during his stay in the hospital.
Sheryl, who had always maintained a neutral stance as opposed to the overindulgent I intervened.
"Come on, I, we all have to live our own lives. Now that it is his choice, we should learn to respect
his decision. What do you say?" Sheryl reasoned with I.
"How can you take his side, Sher? He is young and he doesn''t know how to take care of his health.
Can''t you see how weak he is? If we let him leave the hospital, we will put him in danger." I raised
her voice. I was irked by the nonchnt attitude shown by Sheryl towards the ailing Nick. As far as
I was concerned, Nick was young and needed proper care and surveince in order to recover
hospital.
''Why doesn''t he understand the importance of his health? He has his entire life ahead of him to fulfill
his dreams. For now, he should only think about getting better, '' she thought.
"Come with me, I," Sheryl said as she pulled I by her arm. She had something to tell I, but she
didn''t want Nick to hear that.
"What''s up?" I asked with a frown.
"Just follow me." Sheryl winked at I and pulled her out of the ward.
"What would you do if you were in Nick''s shoes?"
"Why do you bother asking? Of course I will not do anything until I get better!" I didn''t understand
why Sheryl would ask her this question. She stared back at Sheryl with creased eyebrows.
''It is not for nothing that they say that health is wealth. If he is sick, how can he continue with his
career?'' she thought.
However, Sheryl helped her to get a real perspective. "I, don''t forget that Nick doesn''t have money.
He doesn''t have money even to pay the medical expense. He can''t get us paid. He even doesn''t have
money to support himself. Do you think he can slow down at this point?" Sheryl reminded I who
slowly released her frown as she began to see the other side of Nick''s situation. I heaved a sigh and
nodded her head in agreement with Sheryl''s words. However, she was still not at peace with the idea.
On the top of that, Sheryl''s reminding her of his financial conditions added to her anxiety for Nick. She
became silent and lowered her head in dejection. Sheryl understood what was on Nick''s mind. ''He is
going to cut off all means of retreat. If he doesn''t do anything, he will live in regret for the rest of his life.
Stress is fatal for heart patients, '' she pondered.
"Are we really out of options? Can''t we do anything to help him? He is too weak..." I said in a low
voice. What Sheryl said made sense to her. Despite that, she was still worried about Nick''s health. She
felt extremely regretful that she could not give him the care and support he needed.
"As you said, he is weak. And that''s exactly why we should agree to his decision," Sheryl suggested.
"What do you mean?" I creased her brows and stared at Sheryl waiting for her to exin her
statement.